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Tyris Childhood
Some people believe that the first steps establish the future within the child, but my perspective seemed to reveal no hints. He showed many major disadvantages as a child. At birth, he came out 7 pounds and 9 ounces, which did not show much promise. Growing up was very difficult for him as he displayed many signs of being lazy. My view of his childhood was painfully tragic. Every step he took seemed to introduce more pain to me. Most of his days were spent laying down in his crib because, his size brought his inability to move around. He was absolutely not your typical healthy baby and, overweight was a understatement. Me spending every day with him became more and more depressing. It seemed as though the more he grew, the more hope I had …show more content…
Tyris was still the gullable 6 year old, developing into a real athlete. I knew this season really presumed on me. I aided him in many ways because, in a sport like football speed will always affect your performance so, if your feet are not healthy it disallows you generate the best performance. Every game the coaches would tape me, never exposing a single toe. Tyris played for the North Patterson Park Vikings, a Akron league team that delivered many seasons which eventually lead to championships. Myself and Tyris were very excited to see what was in store. For his first season, Tyris did abysmal which advanced them to the playoffs. Every game he would wrap those cleats around me tight as he possibly could verifying that he was completely ready in many pressured situations. But, this year just was not their year, as they lost the first playoff game and got knocked out the bracket. Of course this impacted Tyris feelings, as he actually felt like football was not his thing anymore. But Tyris still deduced a theory that if he worked for it, he would someday come out on top. This is exactly what Tyris did, as he made me highlights for all parents to see, scoring touchdowns on the offensive side and making many tackles on the defensive side. Although Tyris was doing all he could for the team and, sometimes wore me out he still never won a championship with the team. Tyris as a athlete got tired of the amount of attempts tried, so this alluded to a major

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